The tingling sensation on Jay's body was gone, replaced by a piercing pain.

"Girl, be gentle. It hurts!

Were you born this rude? No man will dare to marry you if you behave like this."

The moment Jay finished his words, his arm was pinched by sharp fingernails.

"Ouch!" he cried out in pain.

"I'm helping you put on your clothes, three-year-old. No matter how painful it is, you have to bear it!"

"I... I don't need your help. Can't you let me do it?" he asked in a pleading voice.

"No, I'm almost done!" Doris grabbed one of the sleeves and pulled it in the opposite direction.

For a moment, Jay felt like he was about to suffocate.

Was she torturing him like this on purpose? Yes, she had to be. It was obvious that she was a vindictive woman and someone very hard to get along with.

"I was wrong. Please forgive me, miss!" he finally said. As the heir of the Fang family, he had always been arrogant and domineering, and he had never imagined th

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Her greatest dream in life was to be an actress, a famous one. Therefore, from a young age, she had tried very hard to attract people's attention every time she walked into a room. When she was in her last year in high school, she had told her teacher that she wanted to enter the film academy. However, her teacher's earnest words had shattered her dream.

Her teacher had said, "Doris, you are a very beautiful girl. But the acting profession is not suitable for everyone. It's not for people who don't know how to build themselves up, or people who don't have any social relations, or people who can't bear to suffer a loss..."

Hearing this, Doris had been so angry that she had almost cried out.

But her teacher had just sighed and said, "I'm your teacher. If I didn't tell you your merits and demerits and let you pursue the wrong profession, I wouldn't be doing my job right. Doris, study hard, be a good person, and find a good job. That's your whole life."